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Chapter 10

Mika had expected a lot of things to be different now that he had tried to escape; one of them wasn't waking up to see Ferid watching him sleep. It took a second for his tired mind to process what he was seeing but when it did; his hand immediately shot over and punched Ferid in the chest, sending the man flying back to hit the wall. Mika's breathing immediately increased, making him wonder if this was some kind of strange nightmare.

"Good morning to you too princess."

The man's humor at the situation made Mika sigh in exasperation, his mind quickly deciding that this must be real. Anything with Ferid was a nightmare, whether or not he was asleep, but only so much could be done in a dream. Mika glared over at the man as he got up, and Mika moved towards the back wall, deciding that even if he was confined to this room, he would rather be far away from the man.

"What are you doing in my room?" Mika tried to keep the venom out of his voice, but found it impossible. This wasn't a good start to the morning and Krul wasn't here to bail him out this time. Mika stiffened a bit when Ferid started to move closer to him, making Mika wish he could phase through the wall behind him and be anywhere but here.

"I was worried about your health so I volunteered to be your guard for the day." Mika felt his throat go dry at this. Feeling a bitter laugh rise in his throat, he pushed it down and looked towards the floor, squeezing his hands into fists.

"How wonderful." The sarcasm in Mika's voice was clear as he said this, and Mika couldn't help but wonder if he would harm Ferid if he got annoyed enough.

I've never been near him for a day and things are different now…

He felt a feral smile make its way onto his face as he thought of ways that Ferid could be hurt.

Plus it would make Krul happy that he was gone…

"My, my Mika. What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing." He replied, before making his way over to his desk, grabbing a piece of paper to try and distract himself. The more he thought about it, he wondered when he had started to get so violent…

Probably just a side effect of being in Ferid's presence…

He froze when a shadow fell over the desk and he resisted the urge to flinch, knowing that Ferid had moved behind him. He quickly tried to distract himself, but no picture came to mind that he could draw when he was so tense.

"What this?" Mika suddenly turned around and saw Ferid studying a piece of paper. He glanced back at his desk to see that the map was still there.

So that means…

Mika quickly grabbed at the paper, before Ferid moved it out of the way and continued to study it.

"If I look hard enough, I think it looks like that livestock that you call your brother." There was a feral grin on Ferid's face as he said this, and Mika couldn't help but feel his anger spike in response.

"Did you really miss your family that much that you started to draw them? How cute…"

Mika took the moment of distraction to grab the paper, before he shoved it back behind him away from Ferid's reach. The man only laughed at this before he frowned down at his hand. Mika followed his gaze and was surprised to see a thin trail of blood running down his hand. Freezing, he found he couldn't move his gaze from the fresh blood.

"Were you really so eager to spill blood that you attacked one of your own?"

Mika barely heard him as black began to frame the edge of his vision. He quickly shook his head, figuring that the sight of blood must make him sick, before he walked over and quickly took a drink of water, suddenly realizing how parched his throat felt.

That was weird…

"I wonder… have you noticed how parched your throat seems to get lately?" Mika froze at this, noticing the amusement in Ferid's tone.

How does he know about that?

"You continuously drink water to try and quench the thirst but find it harder each time. I wonder how long you can keep going before it doesn't help at all…" Mika turned around at this despite the fear beginning to seize him.

"W-what do you mean?" His voice was barely a whisper and he couldn't help but flinch when Ferid drew closer.

He backed up towards against the wall but the man just kept advancing, slowly like a predator enjoying toying with its prey before the kill. His breathing became hitched when Ferid leaned down, just inches away from his face. Flinching, he closed his eyes, trying to ignore the fact that Ferid was here, pretending that he was dead despite how futile it seemed.

"Oh I think you know Mika. The life-giving substance for us vampires; blo…" Whatever Ferid was going to say, despite Mika already knowing what it was, was cut off as Mika pushed him away.

"Get out!" His voice sounded shriller than he had meant it to but he couldn't take what Ferid was about to say. Not now, not ever.

The man only laughed before complying, not bothering to finish what he had been saying, most likely content on the displeasure and confusion that he had caused Mika. When the door had shut, Mika sunk down to the floor, trying to hold back sobs. He moved to his side and curled up, not bothering to get up and turn the light off.

I'm not like them! I never will be!

Not going to lie, I didn't quite like the way this chapter began. Originally wrote it when I was binge writing this fanfiction. What do you all think is going on with Mika? Plus, where has Krul went? Please let me know what you all thought! Have a great week until the next update!

Also updating this week: Grains of Sand: Yuichiro

-AnimeWolfGirl16